Audrey, I laughed out loud at your charades with the dog comment !
My mum has just told me that the couple next door to them are expecting their second child...
She's a chiropodist and looks after my mums feet, so is on very friendly terms.
Their little boy, who's three, is a cutie ( apparently, according to mum ) and when he sees my dad in the garden, opens his arms and shouts dordie, dordie ( my dad's name is Gordon )
I know my mum has never made me feel bad about the grandchild thing, but it's at certain times I do feel for them.
One of the comments I've just read about a dad not being interested in them when they were small ? well that was my dad. He loved us, I'm sure, but not at all interested.
I also find it difficult to reply to these comments in general.
I now just change the subject, as I have found nothing can counter conversations about 'what little Johny did.' without it sounding a bit superior, or worse still, like I'm jealous.
As for my Aunt, my mum has started avoiding her. She felt her comment was just plain nasty. It's my aunt's loss as far as I'm concerned.
She has now lost my mum - who is a really nice person - as a friend.